Rouge Lips

As you step inside the pretty marble building, a gush of refreshing cold air greets you. It smells of orchids and oriental lilies, and you're directed by a pretty receptionist to a waiting area. The interior is plush, with white and soft-pink decoration. You wait, seated comfortably on a white leather couch, and wait for your name to be called.

this is a pride location.

The salon will be offering complimentary hair and makeovers for the march, so here's a good place to stop before you head into the grounds!

Roleplay

Mido/Modo/Dimo/Domo

Mo had stumbled upon this area, again, looking for Latte. Or Kevin. Or honestly, anyone he knew, like jesus, it was pride, aren't people supposed to stick together? Mo sighed in annoyance as he walked in, then he glanced around. It was decked up for the event and Mocha had to admit, it didn't look horrible.

She had just come out, having had her dreads undone and her perm redone. She now boasted a rather elegant afro, which she stopped to admire in the mirror. From the rear, she saw the familiar face. She had seen him. In real life? In a premonition? Why is this so confusing all the time...She knew he was friends with Kevin, because she could feel his aura on the boy. Looking at him from the mirror, she said, "You look lost," with a warm smile.

She tilts her head, her hair moving playfully with the movement of her head. "An interesting sentiment." She remarks softly, pirouetting around to face him, her hair bouncing on her shoulders. "When you say you are not supposed to be here, could you be referring to your physical state, in this salon? Or perhaps your words pertained to a more...profound state? Is it that you do not feel that you have found your place in society, and hence you find yourself lost and questioning yourself?" Her eyes widen, "Or, is it the case that your body is here but your spirit is trapped in a realm far beyond our reach?" She asks, pausing for a moment to see his reaction, then grinning. "Relax. You're friends with Kevin, right?"

To say he was confused at her antics is an understatement. But, when she mentioned Kevin, he slightly relaxed. "Is he here? Because I met him up in that flower shop and we kinda got seperated...." He answered, looking around again.

"That explains why...." She starts under her breath. "Not all those who wander are lost." She says cryptically. "I'm Dido." She continues, holding her hand out. "I feel like I've seen you around the House common room, but then again, I do daydream often so it may not be true."

She chuckles, "I haven't seen Kevin, actually. I did have plans to meet up with him today, but the fates will guide me when the time is right." She says wistfully. "Nice to meet you properly, Mo." She pauses. "Is it short for something?"

She smiles, "I'm glad to hear that. He really needs a friend as good as you are." She says, trailing off slightly, at the sight of a single raven, staring her in the eyes from the other side of the shop window.

She steps towards the window, placing a hand on the glass. "It's usually an omen...." She says, turning to Mo, her eyes struck with fear. She opens her mouth to speak, but her eyes roll behind her head, baring only whites to Mocha. She goes limp and falls to a chair, her whole body in some form of trance.

"Wh--" He doesn't have any idea what the frick is going on, but he decides to ask questions later, help her now. First, he checks for a pulse- Because typically when people's eyes go white like that, they're dead. Thankfully, she's not. "Dido?" He says, poking her face. "Jeez, there's nobody else here! What the hell!" She exclaimed.

She momentarily comes around, her eyes rolling back to normal. But she looks frightened, and worried. Her brow is covered in sweat and she looks frantically around her surroundings. "Mo..." She mumbles, recognising him, "We have to go to St Mungo's.....now." She says, standing up and shaking off the fatigue from her vision, her voice sounding extremely urgent.

Mo checked her over, but she seemed to be okay - Maybe this was normal for her. Once she fully came to, and said everything, Mo seemed a bit confused... But then his eyes widened. "Wait. Seer. Duh.... Kevin?" He asked the last word with a bit of.... Okay no, a crap ton, of concern.